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Wales PoetrySong Of The Foster-son, LoveI got a foster-son, whose name was Love, From one endu... To May the following and several other poems in this collection. ... Song To Arvon by the Rev. Evan Evans, a Clergyman of the Church of Eng... From The Hymns Of The Rev William Williams, Pantycelyn he inherited from his ancestors, was born in the parish of... The Mother To Her Child After Its Father's Death My gentle child, thou dost not know Why still on thee ... The Faithful Maiden At the dawning of day on a morning in May, When the bi... The Circling Of The Mead Horns Fill the blue horn, the blue buffalo horn: Natural is mead... To The Lark "Sentinel of the morning light! Reveller of the... My Father-land Land of the Cymry! thou art still, In rock and valley, str... The Deluge * * * * * Whether to the east or west You go, wondr... The Fairy's Song "Heavens defend me from that Welsh fairy!"--SHAKSPEARE. ... The Bard's Long-tried Affection For Morfydd All my lifetime I have been Bard to Morfydd, "golden m... The Lily And The Rose Once I saw two flowers blossom In a garden 'neath the h... The Mountain Galloway My tried and trusty mountain steed, Of Aberteivi's hardy... The World And The Sea: A Comparison Like the world and its dread changes Is the ocean when it ... An Address To The Summer of Llanbadarn Fawr, Cardiganshire, and was born about ... The Holly Grove Sweet holly grove, that soarest A woodland fort, an armed ... Twenty Third Psalm My shepherd is the Lord above, Who ne'er will suffer me to... A Bridal Song Wilt thou not waken, bride of May, While the flowers are... Pennillion Cymry, and was much practised in the houses of the Welsh g... |
The World And The Sea: A ComparisonCategory: The Sentimental. Like the world and its dread changes Is the ocean when it rages, Sometimes full and sometimes shallow, Sometimes green and sometimes yellow. Salt the sea to all who drink it, Bitter is the world in spirit, Deep the sea to all who fathom, Deep the world and without bottom. Unsupporting in his danger Is the sea unto the sailor, Less sustaining to the traveller Is the world through which he'll wander. Full the sea of rocky places, Shoals and quicksands in its mazes, Full the world of sore temptation Charged with sorrow and destruction. Next: The Poor Man's Grave Previous: Sad Died The Maiden
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